There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 687 The Woman Selling Rice Balls
Westwood Town has very good sunshine.

Fang Bie stood under the eaves of the street, looking at the note in his hand.

At this time, Fang Bie was not carrying that unusually large pannier, but was wearing a bamboo hat, a pair of wooden clogs under his feet, and ordinary household clothes on his body.

The so-called big hermit in the city probably refers to Fang Bie.

Fang Bie came to this small town this time, of course not to continue selling firewood, but for the so-called work.

The content of the work is on the note written by Yan Yu to him.

"Go and kill the woman selling rice balls in the teahouse in Ximu Town."

Such a simple sentence made Fang Bie feel a little bit hesitant.

This task - isn't it a bit too simple?
"What are you doing here, kid? Are you idle?" Just as Fang Bie was looking at the note, a somewhat abrupt voice suddenly came from beside him.

Along with the sound came the unpleasant smell of alcohol.

Fang Bie raised his eyes and saw a drunk man standing beside him, looking like he was looking for trouble.

Fang Bie has always disliked dealing with drunk people, because he can't reason, and instead gets into endless troubles.

"Why, are you going to drink with my Yingzi too?" The drunk man was a little unsteady, but looked at Fang Bie as if he was breathing fire.

"No." Fang Bie said softly, then put away the note, turned and left.

The moment Fang Bie left this man, he couldn't help but punch him: "I, I'm asking you something."

Fang Bie twisted his body slightly, and avoided the other party's attack. He thought that he really couldn't make any sense with this drunk, so he left straight away, but when the other party saw that Fang Bie wanted to escape, he instantly Get more entangled: "You kid still want to escape?"

"Get out of here."

Saying so, he flung his teeth and claws at Fang Bie.

The boy sighed, raised his foot and kicked the opponent in the chest.

Kicking him a foot away, the opponent fell to the ground unsteadily, unconscious for an instant.

Fang Bie ignored him and continued to walk forward.

Human life will definitely not come out, the other party and I met by chance, and I am not Ruda, I have a hobby of killing Zhenguanxi with three punches.

Just for the time being - let this drunkard lie down here for a while.

At least now he definitely doesn't have the time to continue pestering himself.

Anyway, Fang Bie also had his own mission - he came to Ximu Town this time to kill people.

There is only one teahouse in Ximu Town.

After all, the town itself is not big.

This teahouse is quite familiar to Fang Bie. It sells some tea and snacks. It is a good place to get information and exchange emotions. Fang Bie usually rests here and drinks some water before going back to Jingcun. After all, it's not an iron king who can easily go back and forth without eating or drinking.

As for the woman selling rice balls in the teahouse in Ximu Town, Fang Bie saw it right away.

At first glance, she is a traditional Japanese woman with curly hair, ordinary appearance, but fair skin.

She was sitting in a corner of the teahouse. On one side of the table in front of her was a wooden bucket containing steamed rice, and on the other side was a small pot containing pickled plums.

There, she quietly rolled the rice in her hands, wrapped it with pickled plums, then simply wrapped it with dried seaweed, tied it up, and placed it in front of her for sale.

This is the simplest dry food in Dongying. Rice provides nutrition and energy, and plums provide salt and sourness to accompany the meal. Fang Bie once bought rice balls from her, but it was just a casual acquaintance, and he didn't even say a word.

But he came this time to take the other party's life.

Obviously his mission target is less than ten feet away from him, as long as he steps forward and lightly hits her with an axe, he can take her life.

There is no easier task in this world.

But Fang Bie sat there without moving.

He was just thinking—why Yan Yu asked herself to come and kill such an ordinary woman who seemed harmless at all.

If Yan Yu is an assassin intermediary, then the so-called intermediary is naturally entrusted by someone.

It's just who would entrust to kill such a weak woman.

If she is actually hiding something, she is actually a terrible murderer, but Fang Bie can't see it at all.

So for some reason, Fang Bie just didn't want to do anything.

Of course, the young man also has a reason to convince himself, that is, it is really inappropriate to kill people in broad daylight like this, and he didn't do anything to pretend, after killing, he probably felt a little bit like death.

No matter where, as long as there is a little order, it is impossible to say that killing people in the street can still escape unscathed.

During such persuasion, an old woman suddenly ran into the teahouse and shouted to the woman selling rice balls: "Yakoko, your husband was knocked down on the street, go and see it!" .”

Sakurako?

Fang Bie froze for a moment when he heard the name.

But the woman who sold rice balls reacted much faster than Fang Bie. She stood up in an instant, left the small stall, and trotted along with the old lady who tipped off the news and was about to leave the teahouse.

Fang Bie stood where he was, feeling a little helpless for a moment.

But helplessness is helplessness, if there is such a coincidence in this world, he can only watch quietly from the sidelines.

The boy also stood up, and followed the woman named Yingzi unhurriedly, watching her come all the way to the place where the drunk man had collapsed before, kneeling in front of her and calling his name.

It seems to be called Dongshu.

Fang Bie watched as Yingzi helped Dong Shu up with the help of others—he actually just fell asleep.

Watching Yingzi help him back to a low wooden house.

There are two mud ghost-like children outside the wooden house, which may be their children.

Fang Bie stood outside the house, looking through the window, watching Yingzi boil hot water for the alcoholic lying on the bed, wipe his sweat and apply hot towels. It seems that this is a job that Japanese girls are very good at?
Fang Bie looked at it for a while, feeling that it was meaningless.

Of course he can go in now and kill this woman named Yingzi with a sword.

But why bother?
He came to Ximu Town just to hurt someone else's husband and then kill someone else's wife?

It doesn't matter if such a wicked person doesn't do it.

Just as Fang Bie turned to leave, there was a sudden sound in the room.

It was a muffled sound.

Fang didn't turn his head, and saw the drunk man lying on the bed opened his eyes.

The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to knock Sakurako down by his bed with a punch.

The sound I heard just now was the sound of fists hitting the face.

"Bitch." A contemptuous voice came from the man's mouth.

He sat up from the bed and looked at the woman lying on the ground.

"Are you expecting me to die so that I can find a man?"

(End of this chapter)